Matt clicked the mouse a couple of times then the monitor went blank, he looked up at me, “Jeeze, I’m sorry man, but your mom must be a fucking wh...ore to do something like that.”I hit him. I slugged him on the side of the head then jumped on him when he fell over to the floor. My best friend and I were beating on each other, yelling and cussing when mom came into the room “What the hell are you two doing? Roger get off him!” She grabbed me by the hair on my head and yanked me up off Matt who had. She couldn’t bear being treated like the enemy right here in his house. How bitterly different it was from her normal role. So many times she’d sat there on his bed, in his arms, sometimes lying with him and resting her head on his chest. All their make-out sessions here in this room, sometimes even going that little bit too far, just before she would stop him. Every one of those times was leading up to last night. But last night didn’t happen. And now here she was, sitting nervously apart. Robyn realizes the same thing too. Here, interacting together, all the cares and concerns of the world are gone. It is just the two of them together again. Yes, it is just a dream they tell themselves,And what is happening right now; being so ready and able to engage sexually is terrific.Matt steps back from Robyn and takes her hand and leads her to the grass next to the bench. They lay down on it, and even though the fog is still around them, the grass is soft and warm, like on a summer. ‘The water will wait.’ ‘You’re right.’ Anna agreed. Almost too quickly, she thought to herself. She followed Shawn down the hallway to the stairwell. As they descended, she had a suddenly unsettling thought. She stopped. Shawn turned around. ‘What is it?’ He asked. ‘It’s…nothing. Nevermind.’ As they continued, Anna puzzled over the brief moment. What was the thought? It had something to do with Shawn’s knife. They had left it in the open. Stop it! Anna thought. You’re being silly! What’s.